Date: Thu, 20 Apr 2006 12:26:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: jon fair
Subject: Professor C makes me into his whore - and I love it
I went to college in the late '70s, early '80s, in upstate NY. A nice
looking kid, short light brown hair, hazel eyes, 6', 175#, good shape,
athletic build, nice smooth round ass, 6" cut cock and big balls. I'd
been introduced to sex with men by an older married neighbor when I was
17, and found that I loved sucking cock and being fucked. I did like
girls a little too, and back then it wasn't so easy to come out, not that
it really is now either, but you know what I mean. I was sort of
closeted, other than the older neighbor, a guy in his 40s, I'd only been
with a couple other guys, when I'd been horny and high enough to cruise
the local gay bars.
As a student I wasn't too bad, but I did sometimes get to partying and
forget to do my work, skip classes, you know. Well in spring semester
1981 I totally spaced out a midterm in my English class. I was panicked
when I realized it, and after showering I headed up to school to see if I
could get a makeup or something. Professor C. was in his early 50s, a
distinguished looking man, handsome, with swept back hair, silvery over
the temples, rather stern in manner and I was worried that he would fail
me.
I got to his office about 5pm, (yeah, I'd slept late, the test had
been at 1...) and was relieved to see he was in there, but very nervous
too. I walked in, he looked up, and recognizing me he said, "Jamie, what
a nice surprise, but didn't you forget something?" Blushing I started in
on this bullshit story I'd cooked up, and he just sat there, looking me
over, not saying a word. I noticed his eyes lingering on my legs, my
crotch, and started to wonder a little, but I was so nervous, I just
rattled on. Finally I wound down and he just sat there, looking at me. I
blurted out, "I'm really sorry, I'll do anything to make this up,
really."
When I said that he looked sternly at me and saying, "Really,
anything?" he motioned me a little closer to his desk and ran his hand
slowly up and down my leg, and around to my ass. I was wearing shorts, no
underpants, and when he slipped his hand under my shorts he was suddenly
cupping a smooth round ass cheek. I stood there, frozen, and he withdrew
his hand and said, "OK, I'll consider, consider mind you, letting you off
on this, but you have to truly be willing to do what I tell you. You see,
I saw you one night coming out of the 8 Ball (a local gay bar) and I know
what young guys like you need - a firm hand to make them mind, isn't that
right Jamie?" What could I say? I just nodded, standing there, and he
motioned me back and went to lock his office door. That done he turned
round and told me to undress for him, which I hesitated at. He suddenly
slapped my face, lightly, and said, "Remember, you said anything..." I
swallowed hard, feeling both a little humiliated and more than a little
turned on too.
In just a moment I was naked and bending over his office sofa like he
told me, and he was using his belt on my ass. He wasn't just playing
either, he strapped me hard, up and down my back, my legs, as well as my
ass. I gasped and trembled, lying there passively bent over, and he came
closer and pushed my legs apart to reach in and squeeze my balls, hard. I
cried out a little, and he took a handkerchief and tied it around my
mouth to gag me. Then he went back to strapping me, stopping occasionally
to catch his breath and maybe to squeeze my balls again, or pull them out
and down.... It seemed like it lasted forever, but it was probably more
like a few minutes. He stopped, and I lay there, gasping and groaning a
little into the gag, sniffling a bit. He had more in store for me though!
From his office desk he got out a bag and pulled out a thick, long
black dildo. He passed it under my face, saying, "This will make that
welted pink ass feel better, won't it?" I meekly nodded, and he smiled
briefly, then started to work a wad of lube into the crack of my ass. The
whole thing was making me so horny, I arched and lifted as he slipped
one, then two fingers into me. He patted my still stinging ass, then
taking the dildo started to feed it into my ass. It was thick, and it
hurt when it first popped into my tight ass ring, but he paused, I
relaxed, and then he slowly slid it into me, making me groan at how
deeply it was pentetrating. I couldn't believe it, my cock was leaking
precum, I was being feed this huge dildo, my ass was buring, and it all
felt so fucking great! He stopped after bit, and patting my ass said,
"Good boy Jamie, I must have been able to get a good 8" of that into
you."
Then he helped me up, and had me kneel on the floor, that huge dildo
spearing into my ass, and untying the gag he gently slapped my face on
both sides and told me to unzip his pants and to suck his cock. I reached
to him and unzipped his pants, reaching into his boxers to find a thick,
swollen uncut cock waiting for me. He was maybe 7", and thick, and I
slowly took his cock into my mouth as I balanced there, that fat dildo
pushing even deeper into me. I groaned in young sluttish pleasure at how
I was being used, and relaxing my jaw gradually had almost his whole cock
in my mouth and down my throat. Prof. C loved it, and started to face
fuck me, making me almost gag each time he thrust into me. Then suddenly
he stopped, pulled out, and told me to lie on the floor, legs close
together. I did, even though that position made my ass feel like it was
splitting apart with that fat dildo in me.
He got on top of me and pulled the dildo out in one long smooth move.
I groaned as it came out, and then he put it into my hand, telling me to
suck on it. I turned my head and took it into my mouth, it's slick,
greasy shaft filling my mouth with the taste of lube and my own ass. He
slapped my ass, hard, telling me I was doing well, and then he guided the
head of his cock right against my well lubed and loosened asshole. He
didn't spare me, but just shoved in, making me moan around the dildo in
my mouth as he rammed into me. His legs were on either side of mine, his
balls slapping against my ass, and he was fucking me hard and rough,
pushing me into the floor with each thrust, making me grunt like a whore
as he raped my college boy ass. He was horny from all we'd done, and in
just a little bit he suddenly jammed deeper yet, making me gasp so hard
the dildo fell out of my mouth, and he groaned and shoved into me,
cumming in me, telling me that he wasn't done with my slutty ass yet, oh
fuck no you bad bitch, missing the test, oh fuck oh fuck!!! After a few
fierce thrusts as he came in me, he slumped on top of me, nuzzling and
kissing the back of my neck and my shoulders as he came a few last
strands deep inside my body. Finished, he groaned in satisfaction and
lifted up off me, his softening cock pulling out of my freshly used and
cream filled gollege man pussy.
I'd been leaking precum, but hadn't actually cum yet. I rolled over,
thinking to jerk myself off, and Prof C., who was sitting next to me,
patted, saying "good boy, go ahead, in my hands." I was sooo horny, and
frantically stroking my cock I almost immediately shot strand after
strand of warm thick cum into Prof. C's cupped hands. When I was done he
told me to sit up and lick my own cum up out of his cupped hands. I did
so, eagerly lapping with my tongue like a dog in his bowl, and licked his
hands clean. Prof. C. looked at me fondly and said, "Oh, you are going to
be a good bitch for me, I just know it. Aren't you Jamie, you slutty
fucking whore?" Licking my lips which were smeared with my own cum, I
smiled and said oh yes, I was going to do whatever he wanted, just like I
said. When he smiled back asking, "So, you're going to come to my house
this weekend and let me share with some friends?" I simply nodded,
completely in his power, every sluttish instinct and fantasy in me
brought wide awake by his use of me. Maybe next time I'll write about his
party, where I was the party favor for all who wanted me - and they all
did, believe me. Oh to be young and gang banged like that!